[Verse 1: Tairrie B] Tairrie B is on the mic Quincy D is on the mix and... When it comes to rhyme I’m the hip hop vixen Fox! Knocks, Knocks em out the box Ain’t taking no shorts or riding no jocks My bodyguard’s strappin', packin' a weapon Suckas start backin' up there’s no steppin' This is my show, I flow, lyrics like a faucet So, get out my way when I toss it
[Verse 2: Tairrie B] Cause I'mma get raw, get rough Call your bluff and break And I’mma do it all in one take This type of style will gets ya hype and while I’m down with Comptown, I get wild I’m the girl extraordinaire The girl they call Tairrie B Ah yeah So when I rock the M.I.C I get hyped cause I lust it Pen to paper, mouth to mic then I bust it Now I’m a type the girl who don’t play no game Get on the microphone and treat em all the same No face, no name, just another emcee Tryna get what I got or tryna get with me But... They can’t get none, cause I’m a pro So you little league punks Know where you can go Tairrie B’s at bat no if, and or maybe Foxy Lady!
[Verse 3: Tairrie B] Now when the T is on the set I suggest you keep a distance A female rapper who needs no assistance Ren is producing the style I’m introducing My DJ’s getting loose and all the men I am seducing In steel toed boots I walk Yo...If I were a man on the mic y’all’d jock Tairrie B’s in the place with a rhyme so def I rock the house front, back middle, right to left And I’m built like Miss Monroe, ya know Marilyn? Ya’ll bust this beat it be barreling Rollin over rappers like a brand new tractor Crushing emcees like a trash compactor Wearing Chanel while you’re wearing Max Factor Your sis tried to did this so I smacked her Goddess, Is what they call me baby Foxy Lady!
[MC Ren] "Hey yo Tairrie why don’t you tell em what you are"
[Verse 4: Tairrie B] Now I be what is known as a moll The gangstas girl, the Comptown doll I’m wearing diamond rings and running things Rock the microphone till it sings Kings I’m stunning, Queen’s I’m shunning A wack rapper can never get none In fact I find fun in emcee’s running weak rhyme I ain’t about to be done in Kill that noise from a Mafia tip Cause Tairrie B don’t play that shit I go the length on the strength or haven’t ya heard? That I’m a Ruthless woman [MC Ren] "Word!" I got the men saying [Crazy Toones] "Man, I bet a man wrote the jam" I got the girls saying [Joycey Joyce] "Girl, the girl can slam" I got em all saying damn knowing who I am I knock a sucker wham bam and leave em a fan!
Coming correct in effect in a fly girl pose You’re in check and everybody knows Ya stupid hoes who talk chit-chatter Well I’m here to make it clear it don’t matter Flattery, is what you’re giving me If every rapper was a singer, I’d be Teena Marie So fasten your seatbelts, hold on tight Tairrie B is on the mic ready to rock ya tonight You never thought you’d see a lady looking like me Getting dumb, getting some in the place to be And if other girl rappers try to dis this I’ll say, sista mind your own business Cause the time has come to put ya all on the run And you’ll be over and done like last Christmas The name is Tairrie B but when I emcee it’s… Foxy Lady!
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